Grandmaster Ancestor Forms His Core

Shen Hui reached this part of his account and suddenly felt the surrounding air currents freeze slightly.

The movement was extremely faint; if not for his sharp spiritual sense, he would have found it almost impossible to detect.

The next instant, the spiritual energy around the mountain col seemed stirred up, slowly converging from all directions.

The vegetation bowed slightly, and ripples appeared on the surface of the stream.

Even those few wild peach petals fallen upon the water were supported by a gentle force, reluctant to drift away.

Lu Huan looked up at the sky, seeing a thin mist gather within the dusk at some unknown point, swirling hazily as it slowly spiraled.

"Why has a fog suddenly come up?"

She reached out to catch it, yet that mist slipped right between her fingers and drilled straight into human pores.

Shen Hui rose abruptly.

This fog had arrived suspiciously.

The botanical essence within tens of miles radius was simultaneously drawn, rushing toward this place like a hundred streams returning to the sea.

He swept across with his divine sense, finding no demonic aura or evil intent within several miles, nor any dormant spirits or monsters.

Yet that spiritual energy grew denser and denser, almost condensing into substance.

Fish in the stream leaped out of the water one after another, then paused briefly in mid-air, gently supported back into the water by a soft force.

Shen Hui frowned, looking along the destination of that spiritual energy, and finally his gaze landed on his own cuff.

He started, then understood instantly, shaking his sleeve.

A human figure flew out from the sleeve, landing lightly atop that green rock by the pool, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes.

It was Embracing Snow.

Her stature was petite, appearing even more delicate seated upon the